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Thursday, April 15, 2004

The best poems seem to come at night. This is another one of them, a weak attempt at ryhming, but not half bad.
"I am always longing,
I have no sense of belonging,
I want to love is that so wrong?
Why do I have to wait so long?
Until I find my one, my only." 12:18 | 15-04-04
It is a truly cruel world that allows a person a taste of life, and yet denies them the true experience. I feel cheated, lonely, but not angry. I am happy that the people around me are in love, you can see the ones that will stay together for a long time to come. And then I think of the couples that have ended, and wonder the pain that they are going through; the vast array of emotions they must be feeling. What I have been going through is paled by their torment. And then there is going outside, going to crowded places taunts me; all the happy couples, as if showing what I cannot have. It seems that the very air is chocking me at these times. But the pain of loss will not deter me from the search, not that I am trying to hard. I still have the belief, that all things happen for a reason, good or bad it was ment to happen.
The eww factor, Will made me remeber an article I posted many months ago. It was about how women that have no interest in a man will instantly be turned off by what this man does. Meaning that any attempt at trying to get her attention, or gain her love, will only push her further away. I only hope that it is not what is happening with me and Tori. I dont know much, so I cannot assume much. This make me assume everything without cause, and that certainly doesn't do anyone any good.
Now seems as good a time as any to stop typing...
//Simmo 3:19pm
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